At about 11:30am, my little 7th graders started on their homework, so I swiped my phone and saw that there was an odd number on the missed call list. For some reason I checked the message. It wasn't any of the firehouse numbers, any of the kids' schools or my FF's number. So, I am not exactly sure why I did. The message was my husband and all I could understand was, "I am at St. Mary's..." Had it been ANY of the other hospitals I would not have been too concerned. St. Mary's is in another COUNTY and it houses the BURN UNIT! I took a deep breath, excused myself from my little babies and started dialing in the hall.
J's phone went straight to voicemail, so my next logical thought was to call the firehouse. I did, ready with my calm voice and my list of questions. I literally looked at my dial pad when my husband answered the phone - he was already back at the engine house!
Turns out it was "just" a battery that exploded and caught him in the face - JUST! But, being a firefighter - on an engine - no matter what, there is always water around. So, he got flushed on site and the trip to the hospital was merely a precautionary move. He is extremely "itchy", but there are no burns. The doctor simply told him how lucky he was and left it at that.
Now, in the future, I will be forever reminded by this to KEEP MY PHONE ON RING when he is working. What if it had been something worse? I will also remember to be sure to kiss him goodbye at the start of every shift and remind him of how much I loved him - there was a day last week, aside from the retreat, where I did not take the time because I was running late. And hopefully I will not let myself think, "Eh, it is probably nothing." and put that call off until I have time, based on this experience. Lastly, hopefully I will keep my composure, just as I did today, no matter the circumstance.
What if my worst fears had been confirmed?